Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 993 Blood Rush

Blood rush!
Blood Rush is a curse in Nightmares.

Ye Feng had seen nightmare techniques before. The third son of Emperor Kangxi revealed that the eldest prince at that time used the nightmare technique of a lama to perform nightmare techniques on the then crown prince, Kangxi's second son, causing him to be mentally disordered, and was eventually abolished by Kangxi.

This was also confirmed in the case of Xuan Ye's bedside baby.

"The old man has fallen into an evil spell. After I cast a spell, he will be fine!" Before Ye Feng could speak, an old man with the appearance of a Taoist priest beside him said.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, but because this was on the sixth floor of Wan Yao Tower, not outside, Ye Feng also wanted to observe the development of the matter carefully as an outsider.

"Hey, isn't this little friend here to treat Fourth Master Lu?

Presumably he also knows what the problem is? "

Suddenly someone nearby asked Ye Fengdao.

Ye Feng just smiled without saying a word, and waved to the man with a smile: "Let him take a look."

"Hehe, how could he, a young man in his twenties, understand such evil methods?
I have only encountered this kind of evil method when traveling with Master, and it is very difficult to deal with.

If it is cured, it will cost countless mana.

I don't know where Lu Siye's relatives are?

How can we negotiate this price..."

Ye Feng felt it was funny for a while, and wanted to see how this man would "spend countless magic power" to do it.

Because the fourth master Lu was usually approachable, everyone around him made up their minds and took about 3 yuan and handed it to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist coughed lightly, "The old Taoist gave up his mana today to save Fourth Master Lu."

"Take joss sticks, altars, and paper money...

And you have to follow my arrangement to save Fourth Master Lu.

This evil law is so powerful that it takes a whole day to do ritual work! "

Ye Feng noticed that when the old man was speaking, the black undercurrent hidden underneath became slightly thicker, and at the same time, his strength increased a bit.

He frowned, but still didn't speak.

The old Taoist looked at Ye Feng triumphantly, with a mocking look in his eyes.

Ye Feng just smiled at him and didn't speak.

Everyone ate something first, and prepared everything he wanted.

After eating something, we started to welcome the fragrance and circle the village.

Hundreds of people walked slowly in a line. The old Taoist priests in front of the line held the tablet of the founder of the Sanqing, resisting the year, month, day, time, four envoys and the wooden statues of the ten marshals and the patriarch hall. Under the leadership of Taoist priests and drummers, three to five hundred people went up the mountain and down the ditch, and walked around the village.

Ye Feng and Zhuge Ming watched from the sidelines, Zhuge Ming was a little surprised: "How did this group of people prepare to produce so many things in such a short time?
Moreover, this is the beating ceremony in Taoism, right? "

"That's right.

This is the fifth floor of Wan Yao Pagoda, anything can happen.

I don't think that should be the point. "

Ye Feng carefully observed the black undercurrent by using the tenth-grade transfer. As everyone walked, the power became stronger and stronger.

Along the way, the sacrificial team entered temples and worshiped gods, and finally arrived at the home of Fourth Master Lu, and replaced the incense from the ancestor’s censer with the incense in Fourth Master Lu’s house, which meant that the ancestor had been invited to Fourth Master Lu’s home .

People lined up outside Lu Siye's house and entered with drums and gongs. Long street lamps made of candles or oil lamps were sprinkled on both sides of the way from the yard to the house, and they went to the entrance of the village to welcome gods from all walks of life. Ghosts and gods, the souls of the deceased ancestors of the village, and the souls of those who have died injustice go to the altars of heaven and earth to sit, watch the worship, and be worshiped by people.

To eliminate Lu Siye's illness.

Ye Feng understands the reason for all this, but what Ye Feng doesn't understand is - why does this way of inviting God make the surging black undercurrent more and more powerful?
All the good things that have been treasured for many years, including a silver ingot made by themselves, a few silver dollars, and a prepared meal for the ancestors, led by the sound of Chuichuidada drums, respectfully greeted the old Taoist's altar forward.

Offering treasures and offering meals is a grand occasion.

I saw people kneeling on the ground in good order, putting the tribute rice on their heads, and passing it forward plate by plate. The old Taoist priest began to perform rituals in the dojo. The people surrounded Fourth Master Lu's house tightly, and the presented meals were presented to the altar in a neat and orderly manner.

Next, it is "Yang Fan".

Under the leadership of the old Taoist priest, the people began to circle around the flag. The old Taoist priest was in front of him holding a magic weapon and chanting words in his mouth. Circle and circle, over and over again, just walked like this for more than an hour.

Finally, it stopped in front of the towering flag. The flag looks very simple. A thick and long wooden stick is erected in the middle of the field. On the top of the wooden stick is a broom that is used by farmers to sweep the kang, representing gods and ghosts. , a long strip of red cloth is hung on it, and there are several villains made of noodles tied to the two ends of the red cloth.

It lasted until night, when the lights on Jiuqu were lit, and people began to circle around the lantern field again. Taoist priests walked in front with colorful flags, turning round and round.

Ye Feng noticed that the undercurrent of black power seemed to have almost reached a critical point.

"Zhuge, I'll give you a few conditions, you help me simulate what's going to happen."

Seeing Ye Feng's solemn expression, Zhuge Ming nodded, and made his two palms into bowl shapes first, and then opened them. A golden gossip compass appeared in it, and at the same time, phantoms appeared one by one, just like the ten thousand monsters. The tower was built on the sixth floor.

"This is a separate space, has the weak point of space power been taken into account?" Ye Feng asked.

"nature."

"it is good.

Under this space, add a dark force. "

As Ye Feng said, Zhuge Ming imitated the undercurrent surging underground, "Is this enough?"

"Grow it bigger."

Zhuge Ming continued to increase according to Ye Feng's intention, until the current situation was reached, Ye Feng said: "Continue."

After adding more power for less than ten seconds, cracks suddenly appeared in the entire space, and then the dark force instantly destroyed the entire space.

"hiss."

Ye Feng took a breath, "It really is!

Grandma, this sixth floor seems to be specially set up for humans! "

"Why do you say that? And what is the dark force you let me add?"

Zhuge Ming didn't transfer to the tenth rank, so his perception was naturally not good enough.

"The sixth floor is the first demon." Ye Feng said, "Perhaps this demon is too powerful and directly became a part of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower.

If the devil reaches the sixth floor, he can directly become the first devil and go to the seventh floor.

And we are human beings, we must rely on the inner alchemy of the first demon, but the whole sixth floor is not inner alchemy, but what you said, solving puzzles. "

Ye Feng stood up and saw that the old Taoist priest had reached the point of killing chickens at the end.

"We have to solve this series of things by ourselves and find the last villain set up on the sixth floor behind, so as to prevent the entire space from being torn apart by that undercurrent."

"So, we can't let this old Taoist go on, we have to do it ourselves."

The old Taoist had already cut the rooster's neck, and then began to let the blood out. He took a big gulp, and was about to spray the blood on the streamer, and the whole process of offering sacrifices was over.

"Wait a minute!"

Ye Feng appeared in front of the old Taoist priest and slapped the old Taoist priest on the mouth.

"Guluer."

The old Taoist just wanted to spit it out, but was slapped by Ye Feng and swallowed it directly...

His eyes widened, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and he cursed, "What are you doing!"

"Your sacrificial offering is useless at all, so I naturally want to stop you."

Ye Feng said with a smile on his face.

Since the rules of the sixth floor are like this, then just follow the rules of the sixth floor.

Solving puzzles is just what Ye Feng is best at.

"Useless?!" The old Taoist wiped the rooster blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "What are you?
My sacrificial offering was handed down by the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, so how could it be useless?
As long as the ritual is completed, it will take less than three days, and I guarantee that Fourth Master Lu will be cured!

This person is here to make trouble, you should drive him away quickly! "

The old Taoist raised his arms and shouted, and the people around him also stepped forward with malicious intentions, and surrounded Ye Feng tightly.

"The true biography of Patriarch Sanqing?" Ye Feng sneered:
"In the Qing Dynasty, Gu Zhangsi's "Tufenglu" Volume [-] "Traveling for Rituals" contains: "Huang Lao's learning is based on pure nature, hell and heaven, how can I talk about it.Seeing the monks making profits, the Huangguan generation imitated them, sent their souls to the heavens, and owed them nothing on behalf of the heavens. It is called practice, which is ridiculous, such as the Luotian Dajiao and the Ping'an Dajiao. The names are too numerous to describe. and also. "

This kind of sacrificial offering goes against the teachings of Huang Lao and the original intention of the Sanqing Patriarchs, do you have the nerve to say that it is the true biography of the Sanqing Patriarchs?
Don't make me laugh out loud!

You said it would take three days for him to recover, but I only need one hour. "

As soon as this remark came out, the villagers who had been tossing around for a day were taken aback for a moment, thinking carefully about Ye Feng's words, it seemed quite reasonable.

But just for an hour, can it really make Fourth Master Lu recover?

"We've spent a whole day, and it's only an hour, so why not give it a try?"

"Yeah, why don't you let him try?"

Everyone was chattering, and the old Taoist smiled instead of anger: "Okay, I'll give you an hour!
What if you can't do it? "

"It can't be done, how about I eat this chicken raw?" Ye Feng knew that the old Taoist hated him for letting him drink a mouthful of raw chicken blood, so he went down the donkey and said.

"it is good!

One word is for sure!

I would like to see what kind of ability you young man have, how dare you speak such big words!

Please! "

The old Taoist said coldly, and then made a gesture to let Ye Feng enter the room.

Ye Feng smiled and walked in with great strides...

(End of this chapter)